Year-201X Location-Asgore's Castle

As Frisk entered the final door leading to the throne room, they began to feel guilty. They pulled the plug on the previous true pacifist timeline and let everyone suffer in this timeline. And yet, they were very DETERMINED to defeat King Asgore and finish this story. Their DETERMINATION must have been the strongest it had ever been.

"Curious, I have never seen a plant.. Cry before," Frisk assumed Asgore was referring to Flowey, As he is the only flower they knew could show emotion. Frisk could tell Asgore didn't know they were behind him.

Eventually, Asgore turned around, finally seeing the small child that stood before him.

He looked surprised for a moment. The next, he looked confused. "You must be the one that flower just warned me about… What kind of a monster are you? Sorry, I cannot tell," Frisk equipped their REAL KNIFE And stepped closer to Asgore. "Now, now.. There's no need to FIGHT.. Why not settle this over a nice cup of tea?"

Seconds later, Asgore was nothing but dust, with his soul cracking. "Friendship Pellets" surrounded and attacked it. The soul was soon gone. The yellow flower popped up from the ground with a troubled look. "See? I never betrayed you! It was all a trick, see? I.. was waiting to kill him for you! After all, it's me! Your best friend! I can be helpful! I can be useful to you! I can.. I can.. PLEASE DON'T KILL ME!"